Lyrics:

There was a time when I enjoyed Vidalia

There was no other fruit I dared my lips to touch

My granddad he prescribed me Vidalia

"for whatever ails ya" � heart disease the grippe

and such



But to yourself this medicine you'll properly expose

The benefits of health, wealth ad respect

Eat it like an apple of a deep colored rose

Sweet victory will be yours to delect



But how my palate grew tired

So sweet, so sweet; so sweet

No thanks I'll take defeat



I remember a dark and smoky den

Cheeks of roast beef bloody and rare

Whiskey-etched faces of barrel-chested men

And I'm feeling small, weak and scared



I remember that nook, the way I shook

Pain hurts innocence be dammed

Red with shame and red with grain

We all sit down to eat our lag of lamb

Our leg of lamb�

We all sit down our leg of lamb